Personalized Dragon Son-in-law

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Feng used all his strength to urge chiyun sword.

"When the sword comes out, the shadow follows!"

With the roar of Jiang Feng, thousands of red sword Qi crisscross the air, as if to tear the space apart.

The sword light approached the thirty-two chaotic air masses with phagocytic power. In contrast, the air masses immediately eclipsed and lost their previous deterrent power.

"No!"

The former head of the fifth family opened his eyes.

The castle master of impermanence Castle found the weakness of my swallowing skill so soon?!

The old man didn't dare to hold up, so he quickly controlled the thirty-two air masses to retreat again and again.

However, the chiyun sword technique of Jiangfeng was so fast that in a moment, it destroyed the thirteen air masses into countless light spots.

"Ah ah ah!"

The former head of the fifth family began to cover his head and roar, as if he was suffering a great deal.

"It must be hard for the power of the soul to be divided into hundreds of parts?"

Jiang Feng sneered, with a long sword in his hand, pulled out a sword flower and went straight to the former owner of the fifth family.

"Give it to me - broken!"

The old and thick voice of the former owner suddenly became young and excited at the moment of Jiang Feng's attack.

With his violent drink, the remaining 19 chaotic air masses shot away at the sword flower cut by Jiang Feng, and then blasted in the air, and Shengsheng swallowed the deadly blow of Jiang Feng!

The old man's strength can't be underestimated.

Jiang Feng retreated rapidly to avoid being affected by the explosion of the air mass.

The people of impermanence castle and the fifth family were shocked by the terrible fight between them, and looked at the light spots in the sky after the chaotic air mass and chiyun sword gas exploded.

"It's true that there are talents in the upper generation of the Yangtze River. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."

The temple of the former householder was bleeding and he raised his hand to erase it.

"I really didn't expect such a young generation to force my fifth cloud ink like this."

Fifth cloud ink? I heard a lot of legends about him when I was a child.

Jiang Feng shook his head, lost his long sword behind his back, and said to the fifth cloud Mo, who covered his forehead with emotion: "now it seems that this competition is a move for Jiang Feng to win."

"It's not over yet, boy." Fifth, yunmo stood up slowly, and his temples were still bleeding.

His voice gradually became young and vigorous, not like a bent old man.

"My fifth cloud ink still has forbidden art, which is useless!"

Hearing the word "forbidden art", Jiang Feng's eyelids jumped and his heart seemed to miss a beat.

Isn't that a move condemned by heaven's thunder and despised by martial arts practitioners?

Just when Jiang Feng was shocked and shook his God, the fifth cloud and ink flew together with both fingers. With the blood at the edge of the acupoint, the blood was shining in the center of his eyebrows!

His breath is growing geometrically!

Jiang Feng was frightened to find that the black and red smell of congestion appeared around the fifth yunmo, and its internal force breath brought a strange and rich feeling to Jiang Feng.

"Jiangfeng boy, do you know why my fifth cloud ink can survive so far?"

The fifth cloud Mo raised his face and stared at Jiang Feng Road with his bloody eyes.

"It was my fifth yunmo who was favored by my ancestors and learned the 'skill of blood count' from the family forbidden area. Ha ha!"

Fifth, yunmo asked and answered himself, looked up to the sky and smiled. The whole person seemed to be crazy.

And the mysterious shadow behind him, which was not obvious at first, became solidified and even lifelike under the blessing of the blood count's art. The eight blood red snake shadows protruded from the Xuanwu turtle shell and swayed up and down. From the perspective of Jiang Feng, the fifth cloud ink was like a bloody angel with four pairs of wings growing behind it.

"Castle master, let's go. I'll stop the fifth yunmo!"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Gu Yizhi, the castle leader's double, flew up from the stage and stood in front of Jiang Feng.

Xue Li, who had followed Jiang Feng around before, was in a bad situation. He also commanded the people of impermanent castle to guard Jiang Feng in groups, with an attitude of vowing to protect the castle master to the death.

"It's useless." Jiang Feng shook his head and pushed away his men between him and the fifth cloud ink. "You come up now and you're basically dead."

"Castle master!" Gu Yizhi held Jiangfeng, but he didn't know what to say.

"If the subordinates of my fifth family had such awareness of protecting the Lord, they wouldn't be forced to invite me by so many people in your impermanence castle."

Fifth, yunmo shook his head, sighed, and shook the ground with one foot. The terrible blood color and internal force spread. Unexpectedly, Shengsheng shocked all the impermanent Castle disciples guarding Jiangfeng. At the same time, a hundred blood arrows burst out from the Xuanwu snake head behind him and went straight to the key of those disciples.

He is going to kill my disciple and cut off my wings!

Jiang Feng was a little angry. The two agreed to play against each other. Why do you want to do this to yourself?

Unwilling to let the fifth cloud ink hurt his men, Jiang Feng bit the tip of his tongue, stimulated a drop of blood essence mixed with saliva, and sprayed it on the body of chiyun long sword. His internal power poured into the handle at the same time. Hundreds of chiyun sword Qi rose in the air to resist the blood arrows running to his men.

Jiang Feng's sword Qi was always a little worse than the blood arrows blessed by the blood count's forbidden art, and missed the attack of more than ten blood arrows. Fortunately, Gu Yi shot and resisted all these blood arrows, so that his disciples did not receive any substantive damage.

However, morale is naturally decadent due to the terrorist performance of the fifth cloud ink.

The disciples of impermanence Castle fell to the ground and looked at each other. Previously, they clearly felt the smell of death. Although the castle master and the castle master's substitute resisted the terrible blow for them, they still raised their fear of the fifth cloud ink, and could not help worrying about whether the castle master Jiang Feng would lose, and then left them to escape alone.

Seeing the disciples sitting on the ground, their fighting spirit collapsed, and Jiang Feng was silent, he knew that only by defeating the fifth yunmo, whose strength soared in front of them, could they restore their morale.

"The old master is very powerful! The God of my hometown is invincible! "

"The old master is invincible. He will defeat the castle master of the impermanent castle. He can't take care of himself!"

“......”

The people of the fifth family were elated, and many jumping disciples began to flatter the fifth yunmo.

Fifth, yunmo heard that his blood was more vigorous around him, as if he had returned to the high light period when he was young, shocked the Jianghu, commanded the family's children to be proud of the heroes and oppressed the major forces.

Had it not been for that accident, my fifth family would not have been forced to retire from the Jianghu and bullied by this decadent impermanence castle.

Thinking so far, the fifth cloud ink closed his eyes, and a drop of muddy tears fell to the side of his shoes and soles of his feet.

"To be honest, my ban can only last half an hour."

The fifth cloud ink looked at the river peak with an iron face and slowly raised his right hand.

"If you are willing to admit defeat and read the face of the impermanent old master in your castle, I can spare your life."